It's been a long time since Woodward's had chance to use his arrangement skills and his vicious lyrical edge. Neither has gone soft in the years he's been out of the spotlight.
If you're wedded to the all-American ideals of fair and balanced achievementism, you'll probably want to skate around The Low Anthem's Oh My God, Charlie Darwin this Fourth (and from then on forward, too), and get something a little more crazy-right wing.
Pulling Moby out of the controversies and stories that surrounded his career is tough, if not outright impossible. Wait For Me might be able to do it, though.